Page 70 of Double Edged Hearts
I left Cora with my other gun so we have one each at all times.
I head to the clearing and start gathering the logs. I just need a few. I always aim for the big older logs so they burn through nice and easy. Oak wood is always best. It has that smell too, that soothing scent.
A twig snapping catches my attention, and I straighten up, on the alert, my hand feeling for my gun in my back pocket. There aren’t many animals out here, but occasionally, there’s a deer or a rabbit.
That didn’t exactly sound like either.
A prickling sensation crawls down my spine, and my senses heighten.
A footstep sounds, and I know it’s a footstep. The next thing I know, a guy jumps out of the bushes at me and throws a fist in my face.
Fuck! I stumble, but I don’t fall. I hit this fucker with the log I’m holding and get him good. While he’s down from the hit he took, I whip out my gun and end his ass. But fucking hell, more guys come. They’re dressed in black, and they move through the shadows like they’re part of the fucking trees.
Damn it… fucking hell. This is exactly what I feared happening. Shit. I shoot and run, deciding not to be a hero and take them down. There are too many of them. What I do is head back to the house. I have to get to Cora. We have to leave now.
We have to leave right the fuck now.
Something pierces my body, and I fall.
I trip over a bush and fall down the hill. The sting radiates throughout my body from the side of my hip, and I know straight away that I’ve been shot.
I try to get up, but my body won’t move. Another one gets me in my shoulder, and I see stars. I fall on my face and start crawling forward. I need to get to Cora.
“Cora!” I cry, but I’m too far away. She can’t hear me.
I will my body to move, still trying to save her.
I just can’t.
The earth moves and suddenly I’m falling.
Darkness surrounds me, thicker than the night.
